Pas/Cal’s frontman Casimer Pascal has stated in the interview with Stereogum, that:
“I have some daddy issues. I admit it. My old man succumbed to the Cancer nearly a decade ago, but every time I sit down to write a new tune it’s amazing how many allusions to him creep in. I guess the plan for this...
You were too old for me
Although there was some apprehension
My plan was to wait and see
What God alone has brought together
Well, must be something
Well, there must be something
Much too old for me
Oh, the shortness of breath and the missteps never
Well, they never really fazed me
And all your old stories of war and depression were
Well, they were really something
Were they really something?
Well, they must be something
Not long ago, but far away
Away, away, away
You wrote the rules
?
You could call me what you want to
You know I try to take your name
Want to make you all better
But you ask Scott in front of me
No, I didn't believe them when they told me all was a lie
And I'm not listening now when they try to ?
Worms make homes in your eyes when you're there because
Everybody needs someone they can pray to
Whoa, who-oh-oh
Everybody needs the one thing that's untouchable
Ohhhhh
And I've got you and if anything I know is true
You ain't going anywhere soon, going anywhere soon, going anywhere soon
You were too old for me, you know
And everyone was talking 'bout you
While our heads were turned
Looking into each other's eyes
With blood and film
Oh, oh-oh-oh
No, I could not speak to you
Now every little thing you ever did wrong was
Washed all away from the day I was born
And from the day I was born, oh-oh
Well, it's just what I thought
Well, it's just what I thought
It's like ages ago (it's like ages ago)
And time rages on
And on and on and on
Could've called you if I wanted
There's a number to your room
I thought it would be so much smarter
To just stay in
Just stay in, just stay in, just stay in
No, I didn't believe them when they told me
Last saw you here
And I'm not listening now when they slave
From their free-flowing fish in the air because
Everybody needs someone they can pray to
I know I do, yeah
Everybody needs the one thing that's untouchable, oh
And I've got you and I don't give a damn if what they say is the truth
Because everybody needs a little thing just like you
Oh, everybody needs someone they can pray to
Oh, oh-oh-oh
Everybody needs the one thing that untouchable, oh
And I've got you and if anything I know is true
You ain't going anywhere soon, going anywhere soon, going anywhere soon
You ain't going anywhere soon, going anywhere soon, going anywhere soon
You ain't going anywhere soon, going anywhere soon, going anywhere soon
You ain't going anywhere soon, going anywhere soon, going anywhere soon
You ain't going anywhere, going anywhere, going anywhere, going anywhere...
You are, you are, ooh
You are, you are, ooh...